Novel & Cerita Bratayley Christmas

Kaleb Brantley hated December and everything that had to do with it. The days were too short, making the nights seem as long as forever. It was colder than hell and dark… But, most of all, there was the incessant Christmas badgering. Lights, trees, carols, and an ever-increasing barrage of commercials urging you to shop, spend, buy. And every reminder of the holiday season ate at the edges of his soul and heart like drops of acid.

Christmas had ceased to be special for Leesa a long time ago. She had a few faint memories of joyous mornings and big, beautifully decorated trees from when she was very young, but once her father left all of that ended. Bradley tried to keep the day special for her, but he was just a kid himself, and there wasn’t much he could do. He usually managed to find a small, scraggly “Charlie Brown” Christmas tree they could hang a few decorations on and always provided one small present for Leesa, but that was about it. Not the stuff memories were made of, not by a long shot.

However, as I turned to leave, Louis took my hand and said, "No matter what your mom says, I'll only believe what I see. "Our wedding will go ahead as planned. Don't you dare think about leaving me." My eyes stung with unexpected tears. This was the first time anyone had chosen to believe me despite my mother's words. … After the disastrous Christmas dinner, Louis noticed my lingering gloom and suggested that we go on a road trip for a few days. We chose to go to a nearby small town. The festive atmosphere here felt much richer. The food was also wonderfully fresh. Louis and I had a great time.

Jaxon and I burst into laughter, and I lean into his hold as we both watch Aunt May and Sally hop together in pure excitement. Oh, this is by far the best Christmas ever.

BETH'S POV “Layla, do you think this is a good idea?” I began to panic after we snuck out of the ward. She got me a new dress to put on and I looked like a different person entirely. “Please, Beth don't ruin things for me. Just follow my lead and we'll be out of this shit hole,” Her voice was barely audible as she held my wrist and I took in a deep breath, gathering the hem of the dress before following closely behind her.

I told him. “Okay,” he said. He pecked me on the lips and grabbed a couple of coffee cups. As soon as the coffee was made, he poured a couple of cups. Lyle came into the kitchen. “Mommy, it's Christmas. I want presents!” he shouted. River and I laughed. River and I went all out on Lyle. When I had been with Jax, I was never able to do much for Lyle. However, this year was much different.

And in the moment I wished I had the love the main characters had, I knew deep down that's not possible. Rylee's phone beeps, her alarm ringing alerting us that it is Christmas. “Merry Christmas!” Rylee said as she pulled me into a hug. “Merry Christmas to you too” I smiled, “Now it is time for the Gifts” I jumped off the couch. Rylee did the same but reached the Christmas tree before me, “That is fast” I chuckled. “Rylee, Rylee” Rylee calls her name out loud as she searches for the gift. “Ah, there is one!!” she exclaimed, picking a small box.

Because of this, she was not upset when he did not invite her. Taz was sitting in the common room with Brute as one of the club girls played Santa. She wore a skimpy Mrs. Claus outfit and bright red stiletto knee high boots. Her Santa hat had been stolen leaving her formerly perfectly styled hair, in complete disarray. The men kept telling her that her brown hair looked better that way. Her green eyes showed her excitement even while her mouth pouted. “I wasn’t sure if you would come home for Christmas or not.” Brute admitted as one of the bigger guys received a hot pink gift bag.

I know it is a short chapter but I decided it is still Christmas and I wanted to give you all a little bonus. Have a lovely day More tomorrow Stay safe Love Peyton

“Merry Christmas.” “Merry Christmas.” The rest of us did the same. Cato stared at his mother for a while but didn’t say anything. He seemed annoyed with her words rather than pleased. But maybe I was reading too much into it. After dinner, gifts were exchanged. Bates handed Cato the present he’d brought in earlier. “Open it.” He practically tossed it at him. Cato ripped open the box and found a blue watch inside he. He turned it over and saw the engraving in the metal on the back. “To my big brother. Merry Xmas.”